The first time I saw a movie at the cinmatque franaise I thought, "Only the French... only the French would house a cinema inside a palace."

Matthew

I was one of the insatiables. The ones you'd always find sitting closest to the screen. Why do we sit so close? Maybe it was because we wanted to receive the images first. When they were still new, still fresh. Before they cleared the hurdles of the rows behind us. Before they'd been relayed back from row to row, spectator to spectator; until worn out, secondhand, the size of a postage stamp, it returned to the projectionist's cabin. Maybe, too, the screen was really a screen. It screened us... from the world.

Matthew

I don't believe in God, but if I did, he would be a black, left-handed guitarist.

Matthew

As we walked, we talked and talked and talked about politics, about movies, and about why the French could never come close to producing a good rock band.